Tears

Streams of water run down my cheeks staining my cuffs When happiness fades I falter and I've had about enough At night when I lay my head all worries disappear but then the dam is broken and I'm drowning in a sea of tears 'Be strong, don't cry' is a promise I've been trying to keep But the things I don't do when I'm concious are done when I'm asleep Cuz tears are the emotional residue that linger on my eyelashes right before my soul bowled over in a rainstorm of clear silver gelcaps Tears are birds that free themselves from their lacrimal cages only to settle atop ones chin, making it quiver with birdsong Tears are reminders that our soul's towel has held too much for its own good and some needs to be squeezed out before it's too late Tears were what she used to speak to me over the phone with when she said that life was no longer worth living My tears were the reaction to her sudden conlusion Cuz see saltwater seeping from the almond-shaped oceans of my eyes are the only things I find comfort in when faith dissipates and my patience is worn thin